"War spirit, it's been a long time. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info "Victoria stretched his waist, as if he had finally arrived at a place where he could rest after a long journey, with a relaxed smile on his face: "Since the Holy War, I have never seen anyone receive the inheritance of his clan's war spirit." Now, I am more and more convinced that under John's leadership, the final victory will definitely be ours. ”

"You're so confident in him?" asked Joey as he stood behind him, smiling.

"What do you say?" Victoria didn't even look back, still maintaining the posture that had just stretched: "Now that even the battle spirit has appeared, what else do you think John can't do?"

"Yes, the spirit of war. Joey looked at the colorful tornado in front of him, with a look of nostalgia: "John's side is always not short of all kinds of miracles. ”

"Hmm. Vittorio nodded, and the two of them fell silent together, just staring intently at the tornado in front of them.

"I said, can you two explain to me what a war spirit is? I heard the two of you talk to yourself, but you don't get to the point. Is it interesting for you to talk like that?" Will pricked up his ears to listen to the conversation between the two, but it was all the while. At this time, he couldn't help but fall into madness.

Anyone who looks at the vision in front of him knows that it is a great thing. But he didn't know what was going on, and Will felt the urge to bite.

"War Spirit, do you want to know what War Spirit is?" Victoria looked at Will who nodded wildly in front of him, and showed an evil smile: "I explained it to you, but you can't understand it, so let's continue to look down, and you'll know after reading it." ”

Will collapsed directly: "I said, you guys, you've been with John for a long time, how did you become like this." Forget it, I just don't ask, I don't believe I can't figure out what's going on. ”

With that, Will stopped looking at the smirking Bloodclan next to him, hugged his arms, and turned his gaze to Kesen, who was completely surrounded by magical elements.

At the moment when Will turned his gaze, the colorful tornado that had been surrounding Kesen finally made other movements. I saw that the top of the tornado began to collapse downward, and the entire colorful tornado began to slowly twist and deform. The colorful colors also began to fade slowly. Eventually, when Kesen's figure was revealed, behind him, the magical elemental formed a minotaur phantom.

The phantom was tall, with sharp horns on its head reaching above the room. His upper body was bare, and his bulging muscles were flashing with golden runes. These runes were strung together in groups of different beasts. It's like this phantom is covered with all kinds of tattoos.

Behind the minotaur, there is also a huge totem pole on his back, the upper end of which has disappeared above the roof. On the totem pole, there are also various images of strange beasts flickering. And, with good eyesight, Will also saw that the alien beast on the totem pole was constantly wandering, sitting in various movements.

"What is this,,, Will?" Will stammered, his eyes completely unbelievable. What the hell is this giant minotaur? Is he real?

"Shhhhh Don't bother with it. Victoria whispered to stop Will's next words, and motioned for him to take a closer look, "It's examining the one who summoned it, so don't interfere with its thoughts." ”

Perhaps it was the influence of Will's words just now, and the phantom of the minotaur shaman turned his head and glanced at Will dissatisfied. Just this glance made Will feel a huge coercion, and he was almost not crushed by the powerful mental pressure.

Fortunately, this phantom is only to express his dissatisfaction. After glancing at him, he turned his head away, continuing to stare at Kesen's feet.

After the phantom's gaze turned back, Will suddenly relaxed. That glance just now almost didn't make him have a nervous breakdown. While gasping for air, Will felt that in that short moment, his back was already soaked.

After looking at it for a while, he should be satisfied with being able to summon himself out. The minotaur shaman's phantom nodded slightly, and then it lifted its head, hammered its fist against its chest, and let out a roar.

However, no sound came out. The others present only felt a wave of fluctuations emanating from the phantom's body, spreading out quickly. As the fluctuations swept across his body, it was like a breeze blowing, and then he didn't feel anything. In an instant, this wave ring quickly spread to a very distant place. Except for a few people who felt abnormal, the others were undecided about it.

After the movement of looking up to the sky and roaring, an identical minotaur figure separated from the phantom's body. The moment it appeared, it began to shrink, and eventually became the size of Kesen. And at the same time as shrinking, the minotaur's face gradually became clearer, revealing Kesen's appearance, and then disappeared into Kesen's body.

After separating the image of Kesen, the phantom of the giant minotaur shaman began to slowly fade, and it was about to disappear completely. However, before disappearing, the Minotaur Shaman turned his gaze to Li Mo and nodded lightly at him. Although the phantom could no longer see its facial expression at this time, everyone present could feel that it showed a smile to Li Mo.

And Li Mo also smiled and nodded when the phantom nodded to himself. For this phantom, Li Mo has also seen that in the game, all the beasts will have this vision when they reach level 90 and advance their careers. However, it was a computer-controlled program, and after the phantom appeared, it began to complete the inheritance according to the predetermined actions.

Now, Li Mo, who has double memories, has some completely different memories when he sees this minotaur phantom. In this memory, he had dealt with this phantom a lot, and now it seems that it is still so proud......

And, looking at what it had just done, did it remember itself? Or, just thanking itself for waking up Kesen? Limer found that the more he came into contact with things, the confusion in his heart became more and more than unanswered. These clues have given birth to new mysteries. Now they have been rolled up into a ball of thread, and they can't tell each other apart.